Friday, February 05, 2010
Thunderous…that’s what silence must sound to the gods…as if some daemonic wolf dressed in white pantomimed a primal cry for help…What if mortal supplications were given without word, without sound? What if their offerings were done without noise or fanfare? What if their prayers had nary a lyric or verse? What if all that lay between man and the sky above was endless pure silence?
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